The first time my now-husband told me he loved me, we were standing next to his car in the parking lot of the same restaurant in which we had met four months earlier. It was awkward on many levels.
Month: September 2022
Aging (un)gracefully
That time I realized I was in a chat about fiber. Oh, shite. Have we gotten here, already?
Team Parenting (sucks)
My husband is already cringing from the title alone. Remember, honey, this blog does serve as therapy at times. This blog serves as my mental workshop, you could say. Remember, this has been thoroughly edited, imagine what could have been! And remember, the only one being forced to read this is, well, you, my love. … Continue reading Team Parenting (sucks)
This may be the year he falls in love.
Junior Year. Junior Year. For the first time since I’ve known you, I will not have to get up tomorrow. I mean, yes, I will get up because I would never excuse you from the annual “First Day of School” picture…but I don’t actually have to. Past the picture, you will be on your … Continue reading This may be the year he falls in love.


